“After I’d just had my hair cut, I bounced along my college reception
on a bubbly cloud. My friend gasped, stuck a hand out and patted my
hair.
My spine stiffened. I pulled away.
She grabbed me again. I felt jolted out of my body, my skin crawling.
More people crowded in. I told them, first laughing, to stop. They
didn’t. They never did.”
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